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i found a website today
and it made my heart hurt
and it made me want to look away.
today i found
the page i made
to tribute you.

today i found
the poems you wrote
the poems i wrote
the lvoe we shared
today i found
the time when everything was perfect
and this was when you cared.

signed off with an
i love you
all the cherished moments
and inside jokes too.
it's like a photo albumn
of pictures we don't have
a scrapbook of the love
a quarrel with the times
oh my,
how it made my mind spin.

i sat there and read
everything i wrote
everything i said
i sat there and thought
how can this be true?
i could i want you so bad
when these feelings weren't happening to you?

it seems so innocent
it seems so, not what it is
it seems like a letter
between the best of friends
when it was something i did
to show you how i feel..
why is it now we can't make ammends?

and i guess it is
for the bets to ignore
the things i think about
and to try and hide it and say you're a whore.
a whore for what?
for breaking my heart
when really i should have
known from the start
that it was wrong to think
nothing would ever tear us apart.

love is the breaker
that slowed down this wave
stopped it from shoring
but its the only emotion
that my having signs of
i never gave.

i guess i was niave
and i was jealous too
i guess in reality
it was dumb to want you.

but now i think
about what we had
and for our friendship
even if it's over
i have to be glad.

the tread marks are fresh
and still tender in my heart
the bandages keep falling off
they won't hold tight
and i guess that this
is something not worth the fight
in the end
i guess i'll never be right,
becuase whatever it was
that i had for you
you didn't share it,
and there is nothing i can do.

so still may i lie
awake at night
thinking of you
... just let me cry
i'll get over it
im sure that i can
it's unfortunate
that you are my best friend of yet.
and now,
gone
gone with the wind
blown away by
something so small
hardly a matter
to concern ourselves with at all.

i guess you may
never read this
and i guess then
i've wasted my breath,
but i just had to write
one last thing
even though i know
it isnt the last
becuase these are all crap
a test never passed.

so until i can say
what it is i want
in one short go
please stay patient
i just want somethings
for you to know.

xoxo
Kyelle


Posted: 2005-04-19 20:34:12 UTC

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2006-08-17 05:31:54User
Hmmmm..makes me think of all sort of things..I have to say that this poem seems to provoke lots of thoughts...